Geez, I go away for four days and the most famous man in the world dies. Despite his whole fucked up psyche, I always had a soft spot for him - the first album I bought with my own money was Thriller when I was 10. In fact I thought he was divine in my tweens - him and Boy George. Fortunately my taste in men, or at least my gaydar, has improved slightly. It will be interesting to see how the spectacle that was his life gets played out now that he is gone.Pic from.

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Aussie chick with a morbid fascination with crime, and a very dark sense of humour. Sarcasm is my primary form of communication. I have done my Masters in Criminology, with a view to being a world famous criminal profiler. At the moment, however, I am just working on being a world famous blogger!